there are some movies need to be seen on the right time. the Pianist is one of them. i believe, if i have seen it two years earlier i would not conceive it as i did today. i would not see that this film possesses all the bitterness, injustice and yet striking beauty of this world, of entire human kind history. it is all about the perfect timing.
i'm always thinking about this film and if it isn't relevant to my life, my mind makes it so. every time i listen to yann tiersen, i can't stop imagining it as a backdrop for his music. when i wonder about human frailties, i cannot get this film out of my head. this is a movie about the atmosphere, not the characters or even the story of the holocaust but if you breathe in the subtext, you'll understand all of it.
On technical level it's flawless. Polanski knows how to make a damn good movie and Brody gives the performance of a lifetime. However on an emotional level, I didn't feel very affected by it (except for a few brilliant moments) and I really wanted to be. I don't quite know why this is, and honestly it might just have been the mood I was in and I'll have to rewatch it at a later point. That being said, damn good film.